Love's Got To do with It

It's the last day of school before we break for mid-term. Today I decided to spend break time playing soccer with the boys. Usually I'm on my break time snack that my mum packed for me. I love her samosas and fries. She makes them with so much love and zest as she sings to the songs they danced to with Dad on their wedding day. Those two are so in love, that explains why the product of her kitchen knowledge is too magical to even heal a wound. I thought of playing soccer just to show Kalumi that yes I can. He always teases me that all I know is to seat and eat and cannot kick a ball to save my life. Today is that day. I will show him. Well, the break is so short before I even begin showing Kalumi what the tiny me is made of the bell rings. It's okay, I assure him we will still meet the following week after we are back from causing "terror" in our parent's homes. I know they always say they like it when we are in school, at least they can get time to rest. My siblings and I can be quite a Wakanda Nation. Black Panther got nothing on us.

It's about that time we have to say goodbye to each other, time to go home. As I happily run to the bus, I hear Paulo calling me. His voice is very noticeable from far, one because he is my best friend in school and two because he is the only one of our age with a base. So he is unique. Very unique. I told him we could start a boy band. Him singing, me cheering him on. He is still thinking about it. So Paulo runs to me with his right hand stretched and hands me this tiny piece of wood.

"This is for you." He says. "You know I won't see you till nestk wik (next week)".

I go, "ooooh tank Yu. Tank yu soooo much. I will write a thank you note for you with this one".

Then I remember I still have my break time meal which I hadn't eaten thanks to wanting to prove to someone that my legs can do more than walking. I dig into my bag and take out the pack.

"Even you have this. It is very sweet!" I hand him over the samosas as I profusely node my head in agreement with myself of how sweet they are.

"Boys get into the bus. It's time to go". Miss Wageni is on our case.

We are heading home and I cannot stop smiling as I look at the gift from Paulo. I just can't believe he thought of gifting me. I'm overwhelmed right now. First of all it's a "lebo". HB you guy. Not everyone rolls with a HB. Then the way it's sharpened, this one his parents must've taken it to a professional sharpener for him to sharpen it with a sharpening machine. They had to get an appointment first to be slotted in for the sharpening day. The thing is sleek. Sleek my friend you can easily get a Harvard "A" with this piece of wood. This is the type that makes the girl blush 10 times first even before she reads my "nonsense" letter. By the way before I forget it has the same abilities as Siri. I can just tell it, "write with Aerial bold", and I won't be disappointed.

And how you know that this boy is my best friend he made sure that the thing is as "tall" as me. He knows me too well. That's what best friends are for. I'm so blessed, so favoured.Today I go home with a really cool gift. I cannot wait to boast to everyone in the hood, beginning with that girl I've been wanting to talk to and she's been rolling her eyes on me with an attitude from here to Timbuktu. They moved in to the estate recently. She's cute, but her and ego walk besides each other like Graca and Machel. Now she will bow. I'm going to smoke another letter for her with this gift, she will request her parents to be friends with mine so that they can be visiting. You wait!

With this gift, I have plans. I have plans to draw my way to space. I want to be an Astronaut. But my Dad keeps telling me I have to finish school first. When will that be, seriously? The trumpet call will have been made the bash will already be some couple of years old, angel Gabriel will be grooming his white hair by then. I can't wait. So I'm going to literally draw myself to space. Watch this space.

With this gift, I have another plan. My parents have always wanted another car. Their prayers are answered. I'm going to draw that BMW 5 series into our packing lot. I'll make it a surprise, when they're out grinding that's when I'll do it. I'll wake up early to get to it by lunch time I'll be done.

With this gift, my plans are unlimited. My brother has been talking of how happy he would be when he gets his own computer so that he can design his way to success. I'm going to draw the computer onto his bedroom desk when he's asleep. When he wakes up I'll present it to him. Actually on second thought no! I'll just draw success and hand it over to him.

Oh, how can I forget my sister. The coolest sister in the entire universe. She likes pancakes. Let me stress it, my sister just likes pancakes y'all. She can eat them for breakfast, lunch, dinner. Then make more pancakes with the leftover bits to eat them as she goes to the pancake festival to eat more pancakes while listening to pancake themed songs done live by this musician whose fashion sense is inspired by pancakes. The challenge here is that Mum and Dad say we can't eat pancakes everyday. We have to balance. There's nothing like balancing to her. I'm going to draw those pancakes for her like 100 of them at a go. She can be eating them as she wills.

Lately I have observed people don't watch news in the house. I hear there's too much negative news going on. Alot of killings, corrpution, theft, all manner of trash. With this gift I finally I have an opportunity to draw better news. I will make the world go round with love in this particular news. I will give the reporters and anchors smiles and white clothes so that they glow like angels, because angels don't lie right!

With this gift, I have so many plans. Watch me... I actually don't mind receiving orders of what you would all like me to do for you with this gift.

Isaiah Maghanga

2 March at 10:40 ·

Love's Got To Do With It

It's the last day of school before we break for mid-term. Today I decided to spend break time playing soccer with the boys. Usually I'm on my break time snack that my mum packed for me. I love her samosas and fries. She makes them with so much love and zest as she sings to the songs they danced to with Dad on their wedding day. Those two are so in love, that explains why the product of her kitchen knowledge is too magical to even heal a wound. I thought of playing soccer just to show Kalumi that yes I can. He always teases me that all I know is to seat and eat and cannot kick a ball to save my life. Today is that day. I will show him. Well, the break is so short before I even begin showing Kalumi what the tiny me is made of the bell rings. It's okay, I assure him we will still meet the following week after we are back from causing "terror" in our parent's homes. I know they always say they like it when we are in school, at least they can get time to rest. My siblings and I can be quite a Wakanda Nation. Black Panther got nothing on us.

It's about that time we have to say goodbye to each other, time to go home. As I happily run to the bus, I hear Paulo calling me. His voice is very noticeable from far, one because he is my best friend in school and two because he is the only one of our age with a base. So he is unique. Very unique. I told him we could start a boy band. Him singing, me cheering him on. He is still thinking about it. So Paulo runs to me with his right hand stretched and hands me this tiny piece of wood.

"Hii ni yako." He says. "Si unajua Sasa sitakuona paka nestk wik".

I go, "ooooh tank Yu. Tank yu soooo much. Iiii nitakuandikia barua".

Then I remember I still have my break time meal which I hadn't eaten thanks to wanting to prove to someone that my legs can do more than walking. I dig into my bag and take out the pack.

"Ata wewe shika, iiii ni yako. Tamuuuuuuu!" I hand him over the samosas as I profusely node my head in agreement with myself of how sweet they are.

"Boys get into the bus. It's time to go". Miss Wageni is on our case.

We are heading home and I cannot stop smiling as I look at the gift from Paulo. I just can't believe he thought of gifting me. I'm overwhelmed right now. First of all it's a "lebo". HB you guy. Not everyone rolls with a HB. Then the way it's sharpened, this one his parents must've taken it to a professional sharpener for him one with a sharpening machine. They had to get an appointment first to be slotted in for the sharpening day. The thing is sleek. Sleek my friend you can easily get a Matiang'i A with this piece of wood. This is the type that makes the girl blush 10 times first even before she reads my "mathogodhanio" letter. By the way before I forget it has the same abilities as Siri. I can just tell it, "andika na Aerial bold", and I won't be disappointed.

And how you know that this boy is my best friend he made sure that the thing is as "tall" as me. He knows me too well. That's what best friends are for. I'm so blessed, so favoured.Today I go home with a really cool gift. I cannot wait to boast to everyone in the hood, kwanza that girl I've been wanting to talk to and she's been lengaing me. They moved in to the estate recently. She's cute, but yeye na maringo wako hapa na hapa, kama tie za Uhuru na Ruto. Now she will bow. I'm going to smoke another letter for her with this gift, she will request her parents to be friends with mine so that they can be visiting. Mwenyewe tu! You wait!

With this gift, I have plans. I have plans to draw my way to space. I want to be an Astronaut. But my Dad keeps telling me I have to finish school first. When will that be, seriously? The trumpet call will have been made the bash will already be some couple of years old, angel Gabriel will be grooming his white hair by then. I can't wait. So I'm going to literally draw myself to space. Watch this space.

With this gift, I have another plan. My parents have always wanted another car. Their prayers are answered. I'm going to draw that BMW 5 series into our packing lot. I'll make it a surprise, when they're out grinding that's when I'll do it. I'll wake up early to get to it by lunch time I'll be done.

With this gift, my plans are unlimited. My brother has been talking of how happy he would be when he gets his own computer so that he can design his way to success. I'm going to draw the computer onto his bedroom desk when he's asleep. When he wakes up I'll present it to him.

Oh, how can I forget my sister. The coolest sister in the entire universe. She likes pancakes. Yaani my sister just likes pancakes. She can eat them for breakfast, lunch, dinner. The challenge here is that Mum and Dad say we can't eat pancakes everyday. We have to balance. There's no cha balancing. I'm going to draw those pancakes for her like 100 of them at a go. She can be eating them as she wills.

Lately I have observed people don't watch news in the house. I hear there's too much negative news going on. Alot of killings, corrpution, theft, all manner of trash. With this gift I finally I have an opportunity to draw better news. I will make the world go round with love in this particular news. I will give the reporters and anchors smiles and white clothes so that they glow like angels, because angels don't lie sindio!